Fu Yiran was slightly shocked and subconsciously summoned his own spiritual beast.
It was a huge male lion, facing the thunder and lightning directly towards Yifengliu.
Yi Fengliu stretched out one arm, and a stream of light suddenly surged out, turning into the light of a giant eagle, and suddenly poured into the sharp sword in his hand!
Seeing Yi Fengliu's behavior, everyone present was stunned.
They clearly saw Yi Fengliu summoning his own spiritual beast, but...
Where did the spirit beast go?!
The moment the lion rushed towards him, Yi Fengliu kicked the lion directly on the head. When he jumped up, thunder and lightning intertwined with the sharp sword in his hand. Looking down at the ugly-looking Fu Yiran, he suddenly
Cut down with the sword!
The thunder eagle, which was made of thunder and lightning, suddenly took off its sword and struck Fu Yiran directly behind the lion.
"What..." Fu Yiran's eyes widened in disbelief. Before he could see clearly the state of the thunder eagle, the thunder eagle penetrated Fu Yiran's whole body in the next second!
"Ah!"
A shrill scream suddenly burst out from Fu Yiran's mouth.
Thunder and lightning enveloped his whole body, and his pure white clothes, which once represented the glory of a group, gradually turned into charred black under the thunder and lightning!
Bolts of lightning penetrated every part of Fu Yiran's body, and the heartbreaking pain immediately made Fu Yiran fall to the ground, his whole body twitching and letting out a shrill scream.
In just an instant, Zong Yue stood up from his position under the ring.
He opened his eyes in disbelief and looked at Fu Yiran, who was wailing in pain.
Everyone in the entire martial arts training ground was dumbfounded.
"What... happened just now?"
"No...I don't know...I didn't see anything..."
"Isn't Yi Feng Liu... useless?"
It was well known that Yi Feng Liu was ruined, but what they saw in front of them made everyone unbelievable.
Fu Yiran's ability is top-notch even in his class.
But the hand that cares about Fengliu can't even hold back a single move.
Is this a loser?!
Yi Fengliu looked at Fu Yiran who was wailing in pain with cold eyes. There was no emotion in his eyes. The victory or defeat was decided. He turned around decisively and walked towards the bottom of the ring.
The future has passed, and today it is completely cut off.
Amid everyone's discussion, Fu Yiran gritted his teeth in pain. He barely pushed himself up and looked at Yi Fengliu, who was walking towards the bottom of the ring, and at the tall figure on his back.
Just like the past few years, it's like a mountain he can never cross.
"Yi Feng Liu! Go to hell!"
Fu Yiran suddenly roared and threw a hidden weapon hidden in his waist towards Yi Fengliu!
"What the hell! Be careful!" everyone in Class Nine exclaimed.
Yi Fengliu's figure suddenly turned to the side, waved the sharp sword in his hand, and directly blocked the hidden weapon!
The hidden weapon bounced back and hit Fu Yiran directly in the chest.
At the moment of the hit, Fu Yiran's expression changed drastically, his body began to tremble violently, and large mouthfuls of white foam overflowed from the corners of his mouth...
"You bastard, that hidden weapon is poisonous!" Du Hong took a look at Fu Yiran's condition and knew that the hidden weapon just now was quenched with poison.
Yi Fengliu frowned slightly, and Fu Yiran suddenly let out a scream. His body tensed up and his strength suddenly released, and he died limply on the ring.
Yi Fengliu looked at the exhausted Fu Yiran and was about to leave the ring, but Zong Yue suddenly flew onto the ring and directly hit the unsuspecting Yi Fengliu with a palm strike.
"The competition is over, and you still kill people." Zong Yue shouted coldly.
"Zong Yue, you see clearly, Fu Yiran was the one who made the move first!" The student from Class 9 was angry.
It was obviously Fu Yiran who made the sneak attack first, so if he dies, he will only reap the consequences!
"Yifeng Liu violated the hospital rules and must be punished!" Zong Yue looked gloomy and suddenly reached out to take Yifeng Liu down.
But the moment Zong Yue took action, a slender figure flew onto the ring at the same time, directly protecting the injured Yi Fengliu behind him, and faced the arrogant Zong Yue head on.
"Who dares to touch my disciple?" Liu Shaobai stood in front of Yi Fengliu and glanced at everyone present with cold eyes.
